Stella was one hell of a good fuck too. She got on top and fucked me better than any woman had before including my sister. She begged me to pinch and ...wist her nipples during each of her three orgasms, then I cum in her. Stella ate Erica to several orgasms too without Ericka even returning the favor.Then Erica asked Stella what she had shoved up her cunt in her lifetime and what anyone else had shoved in her too. It was a considerable list and even included beer bottles, fists, and baseball. My husband knew this and kept on pinching me firmly. My tears rolled down my cheeks but he was determined to punish me. My waist was being scratched brutally and he started to lick my tears. He was enjoying the curves of my waist and chewing my lips like an animal. My brother was watching her sister being enjoyed silently with lust. Now my husband kissed my neck and left his wet impressions all around my neck. Now he opened two hooks of my blouse and my breast was oozing out of it. He started. I almost wanted her to try because I felt like I had nothing to lose. Babs wouldn't have it, though. She put up with my mopey depressed bullshit for one week, before ordering me back to work. I objected, but Babs was resolute."You're going back to work tomorrow because it's what I want and it's what your father would have wanted. You're the man of the house now and I expect you to start acting like it." I felt like crying "I'm fifteen! I'm just a kid!" but as soon as the thought surfaced, I. I clamped a locking spreader around my ankles, and strapped a ball gag into my mouth. I cuffed my hands, I hooked the chain to over a purpose made hook on the wall that puts my arms stretched fairly high. I could feel the lace at the bottom of the chemise brushing my ass.I heard the door close, foot steps through the house. The door swung open. My knees instinctually touched as I knew he was looking. 'You quiver like a whore,' he said. He sat down behind me. 'Stand up straight!,' he commanded..